My villain cub is the protagonist [Quick Transmigration]

Chapter 160

Master Wa also knew that the shrimp he peeled was not very good-looking, but he still looked forward to the reaction from his father, and he would peel another one for his father if he praised Wa Wa for a good word.

"Thank you Wawa."

Xianyu picked up the shrimp that had suffered a lot at first glance, and after eating, he grabbed Wawa and went to wash his hands together.

"Wawamu has been peeled off."

"Wash your hands first."

"Oh."

Wawa nodded his head half-understood, and took the initiative to eat vegetables before and after returning to the dining table, leisurely picked up the shrimp and began to shell them.

His fingers are slender and well-defined. Although they are not particularly fair, they are indeed pleasing to the eye.

Put the peeled shrimp in front of Wawa, and after Wawa finished eating, he began to ask in doubt: "Why give it to Wawa?"

In fact, what Wawa wants to ask more is does his father not eat it himself?He didn't think of this sentence for a while, but after thinking about it, his father had already started to answer.

"Why did Wawa give it to Dad just now?"

"Wawa loves dad~"

"Then Papa also loves Wawa."

Wawa was very amused by his father's words, squinted his eyes and put the rice into his mouth, shaking his head happily while chewing, and even revealed a little embarrassment.

After eating, Wawa volunteered to help his father wash the dishes together, and moved a stool under his feet.

Seeing this scene, the children on the other side also started to ask about his father.

"Dad, do you love me?"

The father was so annoyed by the vegetables his son had bought, that he managed to make a lunch.

His son still asked such naive questions when he was mentally and physically exhausted, and he couldn't control his emotions for a while.

Even ignoring the fact that the show was still being recorded, he slapped the table and yelled.

"You still need to ask this question? If I love you, I will be your father? If I love you, I will cook you lunch? Why do you ask me, can't you feel it yourself? Or do you have no conscience at all?" No?"

The roar startled Wawa, and he didn't even hold the bowl in his hand.

Fortunately, Xianyu was standing behind him, cooperating with him by wrapping him in the bowl, quickly grasping the bowl that was about to fall, bent down and kissed Wawa on the side of the face.

"Dad, why do you love Wawa?"

"Well... this question, Dad needs to think about it."

"Oh, Dad thinks about it, Wawa does the dishes."

It was said to be washing the dishes, but in fact it was more like making trouble on purpose. Xianyu patiently accompanied him to take his time, and when Wawa didn't do it well, he helped him make up for the omissions.

"Because our family Wawa is really cute."

"Yes, Wawa is cute."

"Also, our family Wawa is very obedient and didn't teach Dad those bad habits."

"Wawa doesn't teach Dad."

"Our family Wawa is also very good. He can actually help Dad wash the dishes together. Wow, how can there be such a good kid?"

After Xianyu finished speaking, he really couldn't give any more details, so he kissed Wawa again.

Wawa first raised his head so that his father could kiss him a little bit, and then quickly shrank back, so shy that his fair little face blushed.

It looked like the big red peach that Wawa picked out of thousands of choices in the summer when he was still at home.

After being scolded by his father, the kid who wanted to find a place to rest quietly heard what they were talking about, wiped away his tears and ran back to his father.

"Dad, let me wash the dishes for you."

"I need you to help me wash the dishes? Do you look like you can wash the dishes now? Are you washing the dishes or making me messy? I don't think you can do anything you can do. Are you worthy of me for working so hard?"

After Xianyu washed the dishes and tidied up the kitchen, and was about to take Wawa back to rest for a while, he happened to hear this sentence, and hurriedly stretched out his hand to cover one of Wawa's ears.

Wawa blinked at his father suspiciously, then nodded knowingly, and hastily covered his other ear.

After returning to the room, Xianyu brewed a bottle of milk for him, and after handing the bottle to Wawa, Wawa started drinking with one hand in his arms, chatting with his father when he was tired.

"Father, that uncle is fierce."

"Well, a little bit."

Even Xianyu, a half-hearted father, knows that parents are the people who have the greatest influence on children, and irritable parents often raise timid and sensitive children.

"Father is not fierce."

Wawa shook her head hastily when she heard this sentence, and retorted: "It's also fierce."

"Where is the fierceness? Why don't I know?"

Seeing that his father really didn't know, Wawa handed his baby bottle to his father and asked his father to hold it for him for a while, then he started rolling on the sofa.

"Hey, dad wants to buy it, but Wawa won't buy it, dad won't get up."

While rolling, he imitated his father's appearance when he was cheating. After learning, he sat upright again, took the bottle and continued to drink.

Seeing that his hair was messed up, Xianyu stretched out his hand to help him tidy it up, and reminded: "But Dad is learning from the very powerful Wawa."

Now the bottle he is holding is still the kind of milk that Wawa likes to drink the most, but now he somehow feels that he can't swallow it.

Dad's behavior seemed to be telling him that he could drink for nothing if he didn't have a sip of milk.

Although Wawa is still young, he feels that he shoulders a heavy responsibility that should not be borne by his age.

After drinking the rest of the milk in one go, he walked over to tiptoe and patted his father on the shoulder.

"Wawa, you will set a good example for Dad."

Xianyu nodded, and also looked forward to what kind of example Wawa could set for himself.

Fortunately, the place where they live is not badly soundproofed, and Xianyu doesn't have to worry that they will affect his home when they are noisy.

After Wawa played for a while, seeing the little frog he was packing pocket money, he began to miss grandma again, so he asked his father to call grandma.

Sitting there with my mobile phone in my hand, even if I can't speak clearly, I can still chat with Grandma Xian for a long time.

Xianyu picked up a book he had brought before and read through it, occasionally glancing at Wawa.

Wawa, who was tired from lying down, knew how to change his posture, lying there with his legs crossed, and told his grandma what novelty he had seen.

Later, when the phone started to get hot, Wawa realized that he had talked a little too much with grandma today, so he put down the phone after saying goodbye to grandma.

Put on your slippers and run to the balcony, staring at the tall buildings and mountains in the distance.

Not long after he went out, Xianyu put down his book and followed him, following Wawa's line of sight from behind.

"Father, Wawa loves you too."

Seeing her father coming from the glass, Wawa thought it was because she only said that she liked grandma before, so her father became unhappy.

Turning around, I reached out to my father, and after my father hugged me, I leaned over and said I love him.

Xianyu didn't want to ask such a naive question as to who is more important in Wawa's heart, father or grandma, because the whole family must score so clearly, it is tantamount to embarrassing such a master Wa who is still drinking milk powder.

"Father also loves Wawa very much, a little more than Wawa loves his father."

Wawa smiled secretly where he thought his father couldn't see, hehe he knew that his father would definitely like Wawa more than Wawa liked his father.

He doesn't want to argue with his father who likes who more, so he wants his father to like Wawa more.

When the program team asked the children to start selling things on their own initiative the next day, Wawa was hugged by his father.

Wawa was still muttering when he saw a follow-up uncle who was very familiar to him and had a good relationship with him.

"Oh, Wawa can walk by himself, but Dad insists on hugging Wawa."

When he said this disgusting sentence, he forgot that his father was still around, and kissed his father to please him, hoping that his father would not take that matter to heart.

"Yes, I have to hug your little ancestor. After two years, when you grow up, dad can't hug you anymore?"

"Wawa, hug Dad."

The host took them to a very special place. From the outside, it looked like an ordinary factory. After walking in, it was discovered that all the employees inside were not healthy.

They were knitting with sticks in their hands, and Wawa was being hugged by his father, watching the wool gradually turn into very beautiful handicrafts under their hands.

"Wow, Huahua."

Before the director team came here, they had greeted them in advance. After seeing the child coming, those people subconsciously hid their incomplete parts.

It's been such a long time, but I don't really care about it, I'm just afraid that it will scare this group of children.

While the other two children were scared and hid behind their father, Wawa struggled out of his father's arms and leaned closer to an aunt to watch.

This aunt only had one hand, and the person in charge of the factory next to her introduced that she was trying to save a child when her arm was crushed by a truck and had to be amputated.

"Auntie, great."

Wawa searched for a long time but couldn't find a stool, so she simply squatted beside her.

The aunt found that Wawa was very curious about this thing, and began to deliberately slow down her movements, getting closer to Wawa so that he could see more clearly.

After they finished their visit and left the working environment, the person in charge of the factory began to introduce them to them.

In fact, these goods have been piled up in the warehouse for a long time. No matter how he explains that the operating space is clean, even the disabled will maintain personal hygiene every day.

But at the beginning, he wanted to learn from other industries and use the live broadcast method to deliver goods, but because they were all disabled, there were a lot of foul language in the live broadcast room.

"It is said that our workers are not clean. In fact, those workers who do not have hands will clean and disinfect before work when they weave things with their feet."

It has been in a state of loss, but the boss is still reluctant to close the factory.

It is a non-profitable factory for itself, but for those disabled, it is their only source of income.

Without this factory, they might not even be able to afford food.